“The ways of the Most High God are more than a little strange to me. He saved me from the desert, the floodwaters, even the rulers of empires. But why? I’m just a clubfooted Persian boy whom Gershom pitied. It’s almost as if God takes delight in accomplishing His ends in the most unlikely way possible.” A thought struck him then, and he made a gesture toward the western horizon. “The Messiah, the child who is to deliver Israel from the Romans, was born in a stable.”
